Living forever in the deep palace

"what?"

"Xu Manzi, that martial arts prodigy, led a group of border troops to attack the library? Are you sure you're not seeing things? He's a Double Peak Fourth Rank..."

Upon learning that a team of elite border troops was heading towards the library, Xu Xiaohan was terrified and immediately rushed to the library with several trusted warriors.

If something happens to Master Su.

God knows what his godfather, the current head of the East Factory, Zhang Gui, can do.

however.

What he saw was an empty library and a figure in a green robe loosening the soil in the courtyard. Who else could it be but Su Chen?

"Su Chen, what are you doing..."

Xu Xiaohan was stunned and horrified. He looked around and saw that the library was empty. He could see everything at a glance. There was no sign of any elite border troops, and there was not even any trace of a battle.

Could it be a false report?

I guess that's the case.

For some reason, Xu Xiaohan's eyelids twitched. Looking at the medicinal field, he vaguely felt that the soil level of the medicinal field seemed to be much higher than before, and the medicinal field had expanded more than one circle.

Is it possible...

impossible!

It must be an illusion.

He was a martial arts prodigy at the peak of the double fourth rank, and was definitely the top of the group below the third rank. Although Master Su had some skills, he was so young, how could he hunt down Xu Manzi? What's more, Xu Manzi had a whole team of elite border troops around him.

"What's the matter?"

Su Chen scolded twice.

Subsequently.

His eyes were fixed on the distant palace and the two first-rank figures fighting each other, but he had no interest in them.

On the rooftop of the library, Su Chen watched for a while and found that these two were just pretending to fight and had no intention of fighting for life or death at all.

A first-grade master is invincible in the world. To become a first-grade master, they are all in their seventies or eighties. Their life span is precious and they always cherish their lives.

"Master Su, two first-rank junior masters are fighting. Do you want to come with me to the underground palace to take shelter temporarily..."

Xu Xiaohan said this loyally.

In this regard.

Master Su didn't take it seriously. He pointed at the two young masters in the distance, sneered, and reminded them.

"Half a year ago, you've seen what that purple-robed Nine Thousand Year Old Man looked like when he killed the First-Rank Ziwei Taoist from the Heavenly Master's Mansion with his array formation."

"Didn't you notice?"

"We've been fighting for so long, but we haven't even destroyed a corner of the palace. There won't be any danger tonight."

In response to this, Xu Xiaohan smiled awkwardly, but he was completely unconvinced in his heart.

How could there be no danger for a first-rank junior master, the Prince of Zhenbei, to rebel and break into the palace? This could easily lead to the change of dynasties.

"This Duke of Zhenbei is truly a shrewd man, and has taken the value of the United Front to its extreme."

"No one can control the world's top class. This is the reality."

As if to confirm Su Chen's words, the next moment, the vigorous and energetic King Zhenbei, wearing golden armor, rushed into a palace, took away the former empress, who was also his own granddaughter, and immediately withdrew.

The elite border troops who had charged forward retreated like a tide and marched out of the imperial city in a mighty force.

"Daliang has no moral integrity. The succession of three generations of imperial power is like a joke. Sooner or later, it will be destroyed by other countries. It is better for me to not stay in Daliang."

The mighty sound, with the blessing of true energy, almost penetrated the entire capital city.

In the Jinluan Palace.

Emperor Jianwu, surrounded by thousands of palace guards, had a gloomy expression.

During the reign of Emperor Tianwu, the people suffered from poverty and refugees frequently rose up in rebellion, killing officials and rebelling against the rule...

But it won't amount to anything.

With the cultivation foundation of Tianwu Pagoda, even if something really happens, a junior master of the first rank can step out of the pagoda and defeat ten thousand troops alone.

The lives of the refugees were as worthless as weeds, and they were unaware of the powerful background of the Tianwu Tower, but the aristocratic families knew about it, so they did not dare to even dream of interfering with the imperial power.

However, the old Emperor Tianwu was successfully assassinated.

The Seventh Prince, who succeeded the Deposed Emperor, had become a puppet in the hands of the Nine Thousand Years Old, the First Supervisor of Purple Robes, within just six months...

The royal majesty is gone.

but.

The purple-robed first supervisor killed the top-rank Taoist Ziwei of the Tianshi Mansion, a major martial arts sect in the world, and successfully intimidated the villains.

"But the imperial power has undergone a third change. Not only did a top-ranking prince defect, but he also once again broke into the palace, unhindered, and withdrew after completing his mission..."

Emperor Jianwu gnashed his teeth, his cold eyes seemed to be spitting fire.

And the current first supervisor in purple robes, the white-haired young man Yan, who was also the previous first supervisor, deserves to die. He did not work hard and allowed the imperial power to lose face.

If the power transfer was normal, such an embarrassing scene would never have happened.

Every crown prince will cultivate a loyal master of the top second rank by his side. After he ascends the throne and is recognized by the Tianwu Tower, he can use his means to create a purple-robed first supervisor who will obey the emperor's orders.

pity.

The old Emperor Tianwu delayed appointing a crown prince and even bestowed three sets of white dragon robes, allowing the three princes to fight endlessly, leaving behind all these hidden dangers.

Emperor Jianwu was clearly aware that after tonight, there would be more and more cultivators who would not respect the imperial authority, and those thousand-year-old aristocratic families who had not dared to have such delusions before would be ready to make a move.

Simply because they saw the weakening of imperial power tonight, and saw hope for a replacement...

"I remember that night, someone clearly predicted that Taoist Ziwei would die, right?"

Emperor Jianwu suddenly spoke.

He escaped death, restored the world, and ascended the throne. Even the scheming Zhang Gui had to be cautious in front of him.

"Yes, but my brother is just an ordinary person, not a cultivator. Perhaps he just couldn't bear to see me fall into this mess, so he just happened to guess right."

Zhang Gui responded cautiously. He didn't want to involve Su Chen in the storm he was about to create.

Zhang Gui was also puzzled by what happened back then. Even he couldn't understand the life-and-death battle between two top-level masters. How did Su Chen predict the correct outcome?

A person who is not even a cultivator could actually guess the outcome. Obviously, it could only be a blind cat catching a dead mouse and getting it right.

"Back then, I heard that the soaps and perfumes that brought in so much money were also his work?"

"Furthermore, eunuchs in the inner court, without descendants, will be solely loyal to the emperor, becoming the most vicious dogs in his hands and the sharpest swords against all officials. Did you get the idea of ​​the East Factory, which monitors all officials and hunts down all the military commanders, from him?"

Emperor Jianwu kept talking.

At this time.

Zhang Guicai suddenly realized that the new emperor actually wanted to reuse Su Chen.

With all these things, he is naturally worthy of being considered a dragon among men.

soon.

In the library, Su Chen was summoned personally by a deputy chief eunuch of the imperial palace. The emperor wanted to see him in the Golden Throne Hall.

"Emperor Jianwu wants to see me?"

Su Chen was stunned.

The deputy general manager who conveyed the imperial edict heard Su Chen calling the emperor's title directly and instinctively wanted to scold him. However, when he thought that although this man was a useless person who could not practice cultivation, he was the sworn brother of the East Factory director who was in his prime, he immediately held back and congratulated him with a forced smile.

"Eunuch Su, I'm sure you're going to be very successful. Even in a quiet place like this library, your talent can't be concealed. His Majesty is thirsty for talented people, and you will surely soar to the sky..."

"You are probably the only eunuch in these three dynasties who is unable to cultivate and yet has the ability to be specially summoned by His Majesty, a eunuch in a green robe."

"Congratulations, Master Su, you've finally made it!" Xu Xiaohan, along with his godsons behind him, were all congratulating him and were sincerely happy for Su Chen.

If it were any other eunuch, he would have kowtowed in ecstasy towards the Golden Palace and continuously thanked the emperor for his grace.

Su Chen's face looked particularly bad.

What use was there for a monstrous immortal like him, wealth and power? The higher he stood, the more eyes would be fixed on him. If his identity as an immortal was exposed, in a world where even a master's lifespan was a mere hundred years, and demons couldn't live long without devouring humans, his fate would be horrible. Needless to say.

Naked Tang Monk flesh!

But this is the Daliang Imperial Palace. Although the current Emperor Jianwu has just ascended the throne and confirmed his title, he is also a real emperor and the true master of Daliang.

Su Chen had no right to refuse.

It is very late at night.

A bright full moon hung high in the sky, completely unaffected by the surging blood and energy in the Daliang Palace.

"I have met His Majesty."

In the Golden Palace, Su Chen hesitated again and again, and was about to kneel down to pay his respects when Emperor Jianwu asked a question.

"Daliang is vast, with many cultivators, including countless heroes, including first-rank masters, known as minor masters. In just one year, two first-rank masters have invaded the imperial palace. How can this be explained?"

Su Chen glanced at Zhang Gui, who was handsome and tall in a red robe and standing next to Emperor Jianwu. Zhang Gui shook his head slightly at him, indicating that Su Chen should stay away from the huge goal that Emperor Jianwu was planning.

This Emperor Jianwu was not very old, only about twenty years old at most, but he actually wanted to take action against the top officials in the world who did not submit to the imperial power.

The first-class talents in the world have accumulated over three dynasties, and within a hundred years, there must be a lot of them. Even the first-class foundation of Tianwu Tower may not be enough to defeat the first-class masters hiding in the grassroots.

“What if there is no solution?”

Sitting on the dragon throne, Emperor Jianwu uttered a word coldly.

"kill!"

moment.

Outside the Golden Palace, the sound of iron armor rubbing against each other could be heard, and the faint light of swords and axes was hidden among them.

As long as the cup was smashed as a signal, it seemed that these soldiers would rush into the hall and kill Su Chen.

"In that case, there is a solution."

"There are many conflicts among the martial arts sects. As a cultivator, it is normal for them to be brave and aggressive."

"In that case, we can establish a world-wide ranking of the top martial arts masters, recognized by the imperial power. We can record the achievements of the top martial arts masters on this list and rank them by fame. The defeated will naturally be replaced. This will give those idle top martial arts masters something to do, so that they can fight endlessly."

"A person's life is but a hundred years. One either seeks wealth and power, or fame and status."

"Of course, even if nothing happens, we can still create trouble."

Su Chen only said a few words, and the gloomy eyes of Emperor Jianwu sitting on the dragon throne instantly brightened up.

The world's martial arts rankings, using fame and status to provoke martial arts sects, and even top-level masters to fight for karmic connections...

wonderful!

This is more than just a wonderful word!

In an instant, Emperor Jianwu outlined the details, and a grand blueprint emerged before his eyes.

"When the major factions in the martial arts world are fighting endlessly and are torn apart, the imperial court will have the opportunity to recruit some of the top-tier masters who are enemies of each other, suppress others, and expand the dynasty's foundation and strength."

In the Golden Palace, Emperor Jianwu looked at Su Chen, who was extremely handsome, with a straight back and an extraordinary demeanor, and waved his hand slightly.

moment.

A purple-robed figure instantly appeared beside Su Chen.

"When did you come in?"

Su Chen was shocked.

This was the first time that he personally faced a top-notch master of the time with the title of junior grandmaster. A terrible, almost suffocating pressure enveloped him.

This is a junior master of the true essence of the Qi path!

The first prisoner in purple robe!

The white-haired young man looked at Su Chen with interest in his cold eyes, as if he was also appreciating Su Chen's handsomeness.

The next moment, the white-haired young man pressed his palm on Su Chen's body, and the surging true energy was injected into Su Chen's limbs, bones, and eight extraordinary meridians.

"I heard that you are unable to practice, and you have offered suggestions one after another. You are definitely a meritorious person, and I will naturally reward you for your merits."

"Let the First Prison cleanse your bones and allow him to embark on the path of cultivation."

boom!

The terrifying true energy was boiling in Su Chen's body.

I don’t know if it’s because of his special physique, but even though the Purple Robe First Supervisor was right next to him, he had no idea of ​​the terrifying fifth level blood flame power hidden in Su Chen’s body.

It was as if he really thought Su Chen was a useless person who was unable to practice cultivation, and he was seriously cleansing Su Chen's tendons and meridians, helping him to be reborn.

"This bone..."

a long time.

The purple-robed First Warden fell silent.

Subsequently.

He seemed to be unwilling to give up, and continued to inject the true energy of the junior master in his body into Su Chen's body.

However, all of them were like stone cows entering the sea, never to return, without any response at all.

"His Majesty."

"This person has no extraordinary meridians, no aptitude for cultivation, and is a complete useless person. I'm afraid that when he was young, someone contaminated his body with the blood of a demon, which polluted his bones..."

"There's nothing I can do."

The purple-robed First Supervisor bowed and spoke helplessly.

There was silence in the hall.

On the Dragon Throne.

The young Emperor Jianwu opened his mouth, obviously not expecting that the reward he had just bestowed would not be fulfilled.

Only Su Chen had a strange look on his face. He suppressed the greedy blood flame in his body and refused to burn and refine the true essence sent by the Purple Robe First Prisoner.

Otherwise, once he refines it, he will definitely step into the fourth level of "The Six-foot Golden Body Art", the Bones and Muscles Realm.

At that time, his muscles and bones will start to work, and his identity as a cultivator will no longer be hidden.

"Ugh."

"That's it."

"Your Majesty, please put it in the library next time."

"I have no talent for cultivation. I only wish to spend my life with the classics, waiting for the day of my death."

Su Chen sighed sadly, looking like he had suffered a blow.

At this moment.

He really wanted to go back to the library. It was about to explode, about to be burst by his true essence. If he didn't refine it, he wouldn't be able to hide anymore.

Unable to practice, even if Emperor Jianwu wanted to make use of Su Chen, he could not do it.

Without the power of a cultivator, an ordinary mortal cannot even hold the position of supervisor of the inner palace.

"Your advice is truly commendable, and I cannot fail to reward you. Since you truly love the library, I will grant you the title of Chief Librarian, a red robe, and the title of Sixth Chief Librarian, personally appointed by me."

Su Chen was promoted and became the special manager of the library, surpassing Zhang Gui, the acting manager.

After returning to the library, Su Chen could no longer suppress the power in his body. Billowing blood flames burst out of his body, illuminating the entire library, and swallowed up the master's true essence in one gulp.

boom!

There was a terrifying sound of muscles and bones snapping and exploding.

at this moment.

Amidst Su Chen's flesh and blood, every bone was stained with a faint golden color.

"The Six-foot-tall Golden Body Technique" has brought him to the fourth level of the muscle and bone realm.